Chapter 117 Posthumous Letter

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At noon, it is the best time of the day. The sky is blue, and a few snow-white clouds float gently in the wind. A burst of mountain waves blew by, and the clouds lingering around the thirteen peaks of the holy city surged and swayed like brocade, occasionally revealing the peak.

Chu Tian stood in a dense and quiet fir forest. With the ups and downs of the mountain, the lush trees spread infinitely to the top of Nianci Peak, as if it could extend to the end of the sky.

"I came here more than 600 years ago." In the virtual state of Yuanchen, Dong Tianji sighed a little: "At that time, the owner of the Northern Ning Shenfu was still Xuan Cangkong, the head of the Xuan family. He ambitiously tried to unify the demon gate, but as a result, he angered Nan Wu Xianfu and Fengdu Tianfu. The two families formed an alliance with the Northern Nether God Mansion for seven years, but gave the magic religion a chance to rise again."

Chu Tian said strangely, "Lao Dong, what did you do at that time?"

"Stealing things."

Chu Tian was stunned and said, "You?"

Dong Tian said confidently, "Yes, I! But it depends on what I stole.

"What?"

"Up to the Halal Wugu Sword." Dong Tianji said, "This sword was originally the treasure of our Yu Yutian's town gate. Later, it was robbed by Xuan Cangkong and hung in his Zilu study. It was regarded as the biggest humiliation by this door for a thousand years. Our twelve Yu Yutian masters, with the determination to die, sneaked into Nianci Peak in the night, and finally successfully regained the ancient sword of the halal. But those who can go back to the mountain alive, count me, but there are only four people.

Chu Tian's heart moved and said, "So you are very familiar with the terrain of Nian Cifeng?"

"If you ask about Nian Cifeng 600 years ago, of course there is no problem." Dong Tianji revisited his hometown and said endlessly, "For example, this 'Fengshen Forest', it seems that there is nothing special about whether the tree is a leaf or a leaf, but it hides a murder. As long as you take a wrong step, it will teach you that your soul will die without a burial place, which is the first barrier to guard Nian Cifeng.

Chu Tian followed his words and said, "Although the array in this sacred forest is powerful, it may not be able to stop your old hole."

"Of course," Dong Tianji said proudly, "In order to successfully steal back the halal martial arts sword, it took us more than three years just to study and master all kinds of forbidden ambush up and down Nian Cifeng."

At this point, he suddenly stopped and said, "You don't want to touch Nian Cifeng alone, do you?"

Chu Tian replied, "I want to know the deployment plan of Xuanlongyu's night attack on Fayan Peak tonight."

Dong Tianji frowned and said, "Xiao Chu, this is not a joke. It is said that after we successfully stole back the halal Wugu Sword, Xuan Cangkong was painful and strengthened the guard of Nian Cifeng. What's more, after more than 600 years of operation, the guards of Nian Cifeng are definitely stricter than in those years.

Chu Tian smiled carelessly and said, "With you, what else do I need to worry about?"

"That's true," Dongtianji dialect immediately returned as soon as it was exported and said, "Good boy, you are sure to eat my old man... Hey, three more steps forward, you will touch the prohibition. If you don't want to die, listen to me obediently. Take nine steps to the left first. There should be a path covered by weeds, and the road is engraved with Amulet. As long as you walk on it, nothing will happen--"

At present, Chu Tian, under the guidance of Dong Tianji, passed through the Fengshen Forest, and passed through "Falling Fairy Pass", "Bainanyan" and other dangerous places. In front of him is the mansion "Cangkong Huayuan" of Xuanlongyu, the head of the Xuanshi family.

In the distance, you can only see an ancient and magnificent complex of buildings hidden in the sea of purple and red flowers. There are green trees and flowing water everywhere. Strange flowers and grasses compete for beauty. All kinds of immortals, birds and animals leisurely wander inside and outside the Huayuan, and there is no panic when they see strangers.

There is a monument forest less than 500 meters east of Huayuan, but it is the mausoleum of the ancestors of the Xuanshi family.

The stone tablets in the garden tower into the sky, shining with golden brilliance under the autumn sun, which is solemn and spectacular.

"The bones of Xuan Cangkong should also be buried in the cemetery, right?" Dong Tianji said, "Let's go and have a look."

Chu Tianyi was stunned and said, "Lao Dong, it doesn't seem to be the time for you to pay tribute to your old friend."

"You listen to me, and it won't be wrong to take care of it." Dongtianji was sold, "But be careful. There are 28 star magic seals outside the mausoleum. We suffered a lot of losses here in those years. Well, I remember - you go around to the southeast of the cemetery, where is the dead corner guarded by the Star Seal. Usually, there are five or six servants of the Mysterious family guarding nearby. It should not be difficult to deceive them with your body and cultivation.

Chu Tian couldn't help saying, "Lao Dong, have you considered changing your job as a guide in the future?"

Dong Tianji hummed, "Come on, have you ever seen a guide like me who doesn't accept a penniless person and accompanies his life?"

The two came to the southeast corner of the cemetery with a joke. Perhaps the war is approaching, and the guards here have been significantly increased, and the number of people has doubled compared with what Dong Tianji said, and there are at least three secret whistles nearby.

Dong Tianji shook his head disapprovingly and said, "Since Xuan Cangkong, I'm afraid the Xuan family is not as good as the next generation."

Chu Tian understands the meaning of Dong Tianji's words. Along the way, all kinds of forbidden ambush on Nian Cifeng were similar to those six hundred years ago. Except for some local changes, most of them were inherited intact. From this, it can be seen that the later generations of family masters no longer have the courage and talent to sweep the world like Xuan Cangkong.

Maybe Xuanlongyu has such ambition, but he has to pass tonight first.

With a little tortuous twists and turns, Chu Tian escaped the surveillance of the Minggang and secret sentry outside the cemetery and sneaked in. The cemetery is quiet and faintly filled with the smell of fragrant candles.

The tombstones stand densely in the garden. The height of the tombstones symbolize the achievements and merits of the tomb owner during his lifetime.

As a generation of heroes in the Northern Pluto, the tombstone of Xuancangkong is obviously much higher than others. A circle of fences made of island sandstones from the floating sea isolates it from the surroundings.

"When he is alive, he is arrogant and domineering. After death, he is covered with a handful of loess." Dong Tianji said calmly, "Xuan Cangkong, Xuan Cangkong, you can't imagine that six hundred years later, it's my old man standing in front of your tomb and blowing the wind."

It is still difficult for Chu Tian to understand Dong Tianji's mood at this moment, but he vaguely feels that if he has been sleeping for six hundred years, all the old friends, whether enemies or friends, have already disappeared from the world, and they will definitely be very lonely.

Dong Tianji insisted on coming here, perhaps not to express the overflowing feelings, but to prove his former existence.

Suddenly, the warning of Chu Tianlingtai rose, and it was rumored that the cave Tianji said, "Someone is coming!" His figure flashed behind the tombstone of an elder of the Xuanshi family who had been dead for many years, and he looked to the south of the imperial mausoleum.

A thin man in black at the age of 30 slowly came to the tomb of Xuan Cangkong. Chu Tian didn't recognize him.

The man in black took out three incense sticks from the cuffs and respectfully inserted them into the bronze tripod in front of the monument.

He silently stared at the smoke floating in the bronze tripod for a long time, and then knelt down in front of the tomb with his hands folded. He whispered, "The ancestor's spirit is above. Tonight's war is related to the rise and fall of the life and death of my mysterious family. The laughing scholar has a cavity of enthusiasm, but he has no virtue and incompetence to be ashamed of his ancestors. Now the laughing book intends to revitalize the prestige of my family. I have been depressed for six hundred years and ask my ancestors to protect me and help me succeed.

After praying, he bent down on the ground and kowtowed nine times in a row. Then he stood up with a gentle sigh of relief.

"He is Lin Fengqing's ex-husband, Xuanlong's half-brother Hai Xiaoshu." Chu Tian was afraid that the other party would be aware of it and did not dare to peep with his spirit. He just vaguely heard his prayer.

Suddenly, I heard a hoarse and low voice saying, "Laughing book, have you made up your mind?"

Chu Tian was stunned and said to himself, "Who is this man?"

After thinking about it, I heard the words of the old enemy Yin Shengdao again: "Haixian's nephew, don't worry, with the help of me and Brother Yan, tonight's big event will come true! Let Xuanlongyu have the beautiful dream of the owner of the Northern Underworld Mansion for a while. We are also worthy of him.

Chu Tian was shocked and thought, "The brother Yan in the mouth of the old thief is Yan Xipo, the head of the Yan family. Meng Xuanxiang, his direct disciple, married Hai Xiaoshu not long ago. Hearing this, the Yan family and the Yin family actually wanted to kill Xuanlong to usurp the throne in the chaos.

At this time, Hai Xiaoshu said obediently, "My little nephew is shallow and weak, and it's all up to Yan Hou and Yin Hou to help Yucheng."

"You and I are already a family, and we are naturally responsible for tonight." Yan Xipo's laughter is like two pieces of metal friction, which makes people feel extremely uncomfortable: "I have already said that Xuanlong's talent is too proud to bear the heavy responsibility. You are the only one who can hold up the banner of the Xuanshi family in the future."

Yin Shengdao took over and said, "Haixian's nephew, has the 'Eight Treasures Killing Soul Ice Book' been handed over to Xuanmu Mountain?"

Hai Xiaoshu replied, "My little nephew gave it to him by himself last night."

Yan Xipo said calmly, "A 'creation-breaking elixir' of the Yin family, and a "Seven Secrets of Youluo" of our Yan family, you can buy a life of Xuanlong, which is really cost-effective."

Hai Xiaoshu said gratefully, "The little nephew will never forget the kindness of the cultivation and support of the two marquises!"

The more Chu Tian heard this, the more surprised he became. He was thinking about how to use the infighting between Xuanlongyu and Hai Xiaoshu to help Luojia and Youaoshan and others win the life-and-death battle tonight.

At this time, Hai Xiaoshu, Yan Xipo and Yin Shengdao left the tomb of Xuan Cangkong and gradually walked away from the mausoleum.

Chu Tian flashed out from behind the monument, and Dong Tianji said excitedly, "It's wonderful. Let's have a good show tonight!"

For him, a group of little devils are competing for power and profit. No matter who loses, he can't get along with him. The more chaotic they are, the better. It's better for you to cut me with a knife, I'll cut you with a sword, and then the world will be clean.

Chu Tian couldn't think so and hummed, "You haven't told me what to do here?"

Dong Tianji pretended to be mysterious and said, "Don't worry, just listen to my old man's command. Go straight ahead and turn left to the longevity pine in front of you.

Chu Tian followed his words and took a few more steps after the longevity pine. Dong Tianji shouted, "Stop, it's right here!"

As soon as Chu Tian looked up, he saw a mythical beast carved from the ice sea and the sky stone next to the longevity pine, and the base was about one person high.

Dong Tianji smiled and said, "Don't you want to visit Zilu's study? This is its back door."